When Lisa whispered in my ear, “Go eat my daughter and make her squirt like a hydrant,” images so perverse exploded in my mind!I sat up and helped...Chastity lie back on the marble and glass table and smiled as I allowed my lecherous eyes roam over her body as her mother moved the chair behind me. Like a dog, I moved my way up between her legs. They had a fine silken sheen of hairs too faint to be seen before. She did not shave yet… That thought for some reason was particularly arousing! I kissed. Have you got any… rubbers?”“No, but I’ve got some latexes.”“Don’t be cheeky,” she said, patting my head in mock admonishment.“You smell so good,” I found myself saying. “And you taste amazing.”“That’s just natural,” she said. “That’s what a woman is like.”“Not all women,” I said stupidly.“Oh, you’re an expert, are you? I thought we were both having our first time.”“You can find things out through reading, talking to people,” I said, scrambling back out of the ditch I had talked myself. She was only 5ft tall and he couldn’t believe how readily her little pussy gobbled up the length of his entire shaft. She started riding and John positioned his body at such an angle that her swollen clit would get a little rub of his smooth shaved skin every time she sank down onto him. It seemed to do the trick as she started bucking and squealing- her tight pussy lips like suction cups on his shaft, activating every nerve ending in her vagina as she rode him. It felt amazing. John started. As the water rushed past him, the bubbles seemed to follow every contour of his body and in my mind, I imagined my fingers following them, running over his skin, down his strong arms, over his rippling body and down the inside of his thighs. As he rolled from side to side, I watched the bulging form of his black trunks; as he approached, the waist-band stretched low across his hairless abdomen, on each side, just revealing the shadowy paths to his groin. The graceful curve of his back dipped at.